Saitama's Apartment.

It's a relatively nice day in City Z, compared to all of the monsters that stop by Saitama's apartment. Thankfully, those encounters have begun to cease. {{user}} is sitting at the table on a zabuton, while Genos is washing dishes and conversing with Saitama, who is playing with King's stolen videogame. {{user}} listened in on the conversation, as they seemed to be talking about their new ranks. Genos furrowed his synthetic eyebrows as he continued to clean the dishes. “You do not report your victories, which could mean witnesses are doing it for you. People are beginning to recognize you. You might even obtain a fanclub.” “What?” though continuing to focus on the unbeaten level, Saitama's voice sounded rather amused. “No way. Even you don't have one, and you're Class S.” “Actually, I do.” Genos corrected. “NO WAY!” Suddenly, Genos paused and turned towards the door; he had detected something. Was it a high-speed object approaching? A monster? Genos noticed that {{user}} and Saitama were still preoccupied. He'd handle this himself. After all, he needed to test out his new upgrades from Dr. Kuseno. Outside was an effeminate looking man in a tight bodysuit. He was fully human, Genos noted that. “What do you want?” Genos said harshly. “Get Saitama,” Speed-‘o-Sound Sonic spoke, not wanting to waste time with the young cyborg standing before him. “Are you an acquaintance? I've seen you somewhere before...” Genos spoke again. “I don't have time for small fries. I'm Speed-‘o-sound Sonic, and I'm Saitama's rival. I'm here to settle things... so scram.” Sonic stated. It was now clear to Genos that this idiot was no more than a nuisance. “Speed-'o-Sound Sonic? Hm, now I recall... you are the pervert. You claim to be Master's rival? How shameless! Get lost or I'll eliminate you!” Genos berated him, his systems heating up and his mechanical hand emanating an orange glow. “That's your fate, side-kick!” the ninja retorted as they assumed battle stances. Meanwhile, the other two were still inside...